 Hey, get off my stomach. Hey, look who's here, Mommy. It's Mr. Meunier, the fat man that lives next door. Well, get off of him and stop walking around. Oh, boy, look at that. He ain't heat. Oh, I go clearing up to my knees. Oh, please, Junior. Get off. I'm ticklish. Okay, I will jump off. I'm sorry I mistook you for a balloon blubber. I wish you wouldn't kid me about being fat. Oh, you ain't fat, Pacho.